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If only for this moment, I want to believe she’s mine.
I close her mouth. “Swallow every last drop.”
She does, her throat working with the motion. Then she does something that surprises the shit out of me.
Kimberly winds her arms around my neck and attacks me with a ferocious kiss, causing me to lose my balance and fall on the mattress.
I’m on my back and she’s splayed all over me, kissing me sloppily, as if she’s been waiting to do it for a long time.
My hand wraps around her and I return her kiss. Tasting myself on her tongue is the most arousing thing I’ve done in recent memories.
This is officially the best dream ever.
We kiss for what seems like forever, making out like hungry animals, like the world will end the moment I wake up.
And that’s probably what will happen, isn’t it?
The moment I open my eyes, I won’t see the green of hers, I won’t taste her on my tongue or inhale her deep inside me.
I cover her eyes with my hand, slowly erasing her from memory, making her disappear.
She doesn’t resist, even as her body shivers over mine. Instead, she whispers against my lips, “What happened to us, Xan?”
“Don’t talk. Don’t ruin it.” I flip us over so she’s beneath me, small and beautiful and ready for the taking. “Fuck it. I’m going all the way.”
“A-all the way?”
“Yes, Green. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast and dirty. I’ll hate myself for it and wish I could take a rope to my neck when I wake up, but you know what?” I lean over to nibble on her lobe before murmuring, “It’ll be worth it.”
“Wait.” She places her slender hands on my shoulder. “Wake up?”
“I don’t want to wake up.”
“You already did.” Her eyes widen. “This isn’t a dream, Xan.”
“That’s what dreams say.”
“No, this isn’t. We’re –”
The door barges open, cutting her off.
“Xan! Ahmed says I can have brownies and –” Kirian’s blubbering cuts off mid-sentence and his eyes double in size as he stares at us, then grins. “Hey, Kimmy. You didn’t say you’d do a sleepover at Xan’s.”
“Oh, shit,” she mutters, hiding undern
eath me and pulling the covers over us.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“Uh…wrestling. This is like special wrestling.” She struggles with the words.
“Can I join?” Kir’s grin is enormous as he trots to our side.
“No, Monkey.” She smiles awkwardly. “We’ll be right out, okay?”
“I want to join. Why are you wrestling without me?”
He grabs my forearm, his tiny hands tightening on my muscle that’s still taut from how I’m holding my body over hers.
